and the waters shall never be still.'

And the Eldest Magician said, 'I cannot make you play the play
you were meant to play, Pau Amma, because you escaped me at the
Very Beginning; but if you are not afraid, come up and we will
talk about it.'

'I am not afraid,' said Pau Amma, and he rose to the top of the
sea in the moonlight. There was nobody in the world so big as Pau
Amma--for he was the King Crab of all Crabs. Not a common Crab,
but a King Crab. One side of his great shell touched the beach at
Sarawak; the other touched the beach at Pahang; and he was taller
than the smoke of three volcanoes! As he rose up through the
branches of the Wonderful Tree he tore off one of the great twin
fruits--the magic double kernelled nuts that make people young,--
and the little girl-daughter saw it bobbing alongside the canoe,
and pulled it in and began to pick out the soft eyes of it with
her little golden scissors.

'Now,' said the Magician, 'make a Magic, Pau Amma, to show that
you are really important.'

Pau Amma rolled his eyes and waved his legs, but he could only
stir up the Sea, because, though he was a King Crab, he was
nothing more than a Crab, and the Eldest Magician laughed.

'You are not so important after all, Pau Amma,' he said. 'Now,
let me try,' and he made a Magic with his left hand--with just
the little finger of his left hand--and--lo and behold,
Best Beloved, Pau Amma's hard, blue-green-black shell fell off